BARNEY: Gee, Sherl, that was wonderful. Do you know just how special you are?

HOLMES: Uhh, yes, thank you. There's something about which I've been meaning to talk to you. With this case, I just haven't had the time, but now that it's over, well.... Look, I'm terribly sorry, but I'm afraid this just isn't working out. Lord knows I've tried to get on, but I guess I'm just not a morning person. You're too loud, you sing too much and you're just too damned happy.

BARNEY: But Sherl, you can't mean--?

HOLMES: And you call me Sherl. Let's face it, Barney. You're just too big, too tall and too purple for Victorian England.

BARNEY: (singing)I love you, you love me-

HOLMES: No, no. That won't work anymore. No huggy-wugs and kissy-wissies this time. I've had it. I want you out of here by this afternoon. It's over.

BARNEY: But we'll be friends forever!

HOLMES: I--I don't think so, old chap. Tell you what. A vacation is what you need to get over this.

BARNEY: A vacation? Stu-u-u-pendous!

HOLMES: Here. This is first class passage to the continent. You'll betraveling with a, uh, a professor I know.

BARNEY: Wonderful! A man of learning! A man of knowledge!

HOLMES: Well, something like that.

BARNEY: Thanks, Sherl! You're a real pal after all! How can I ever repay you?

HOLMES: Stop calling me Sherl, for one. Now pack your bags. The professor will meet you at the train station. He likes to play hide and seek, so he may not sit with you. Here's my deerstalker and my pipe by which to remember me. Wear it always.

BARNEY: Gee, thanks, Sherl! This is swell!